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Annual Sports at Siddiqui's International School

The Annual Sports Competition of Siddiqui's International School was held very successfully on 25th February, 2011 at the Sultana Kamal Sports Complex. The Annual Sports Competition was due to be held every year but due to unavoidable circumstances, finally the sports competition was held after five years.

All the children from all the grades took part in the sports competition that we had. Not only was it a chance to show off our sporting abilities, it provided us with a much needed break from the hectic schedule of studies.

The function began with an assembly, where we prayed and sang the national anthem. Then we took an oath where we promised to enjoy and take part in the games fairly and if we happened to love our favourite sports, may we bring glory to our nation in the future. With these words the two respected flags of Bangladesh and our school was hoisted up in the air. This was followed by a parade and a dance sequence was performed by the junior section pupils.

Then as the day passed by, different sorts of games were played. For example- biscuit race, sack race, egg-spoon race, three-legged race, 100m race etc. Every participant had a lot of fun, especially the proud little stars who became the first, second or third and earned themselves a brilliant medal.

We had the great honour of having Zobera Rahman Linu as our chief guest. She is the National Table Tennis Champion from Bangladesh, who won the title 16 times in a row from her teenage life. For this reason her name is also included in the Guinness Book of World Records! And she is also the Goodwill Ambassador for UNICEF in Bangladesh for women's participation in sports.

The seniors of class nine took part as volunteers of the whole event. They all received a badge and were all treated to food by the teachers. So in conclusion, the event went quite well, where each individual teacher, parent and student enjoyed themselves. Every moment was like a beautiful souvenir because this could be the very last academic year in school for me. On a last note, the happy and gleeful faces of my teenage years will shine forever, especially in the pictures taken.

By Farina Saberin Huq
Class 9
Siddiqui's International School


My Own Superhero, Superdad

Have you ever seen Superman, Spiderman or Batman? Have your eyes ever caught sight of a really super hero? I can proudly say that mine have and I have seen a real hero who was none other than my father. Yes, he may not have had superpowers, but he was a hero to me, in more ways than one.

My father was born to be a cricketer and hence became one. Cricket ran in his blood, in his work and in his mind. Unfortunately cricket was not in his genes, as he gave birth to three precious daughters, all of whom failed to fully share his love for the game. He was so fond and proud of his daughters that he used to say that his girls were better than any son and we used to feel like Charlie's Angels.

I call him a hero not only for being a cricketer but also for being so humble. Sometimes I wonder how someone could be so down to earth, never making his family know or realise about his achievements. Maybe that is the trait of a real hero, someone who accomplishes great things without bragging about his capabilities. I came to know about him and his successes only after his death. I learned the word "cricket" from him and I had to watch the world cup without him.

Daddy, I was supposed to watch the quarter-finals with you. When you were the chief selector in 2003 and I watched you on TV, I used to laugh at the fact that you were so crazy about cricket. When Bangladesh lost you would become furious and not eat properly. Your love for cricket was so immense that even in the last seconds of your life you were arguing with the electrician to make sure that you could watch the India vs. Bangladesh match.

My dad was the biggest fan of Bangladesh as he knew the value, the strength and the power of cricket. I wish I could have played and been a cricketer like you but circumstances were different. I am sorry I did not understand the love that you had for this game. I will be grateful to the Almighty that I spent my father's second last day with him, watching the opening ceremony. I can proudly say that I am the daughter of a superhero. I love you, I miss you and you will always be alive in my heart. And I pray that each time I am born only as your daughter.

In the Loving Memory of Aliul Islam

By Farhana Islam (Orna)


 

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